Struggling and twitching, the presidential envoy made only a few sounds and died quickly and quietly.
Why? Why?
If a monster as strong as you wants to kill someone, just do it yourself. If you want to kill yourself, kill yourself. Not to mention one person, it can kill three people in the car instantly, right?
Why do you have to get me? Are you sick? I really don’t want to kill anyone.
Suddenly Meng Fei understood. This monster not only wants to kill people, but also wants to blame everything on him.
The code was a backdoor he left long ago, the data was stolen by him, and the envoy sent by the president to invite him was killed by him himself. His fingerprints were even on the steel spike used in the murder.
Next, as long as he dies in a car accident, it will be over. Meng Fei stole the data and assassinated the special envoy in the car, causing a car accident and all three people in the car died.
When he died, the blame was placed on him, no one knew his whereabouts, and the case was completely closed.
The man in a suit who was driving finally noticed the movement on the passenger side and turned to look.
What he saw was Meng Fei covering his companion's mouth with his hand. The steel thorn in his hand came from behind the chair and came out from his companion's chest, bleeding like a stream.
Just as he quickly stepped on the brakes, Meng Fei moved faster than him.
In just an instant, Meng Fei pulled out the steel thorn from the back of the chair and pierced his neck directly!
The car immediately turned sideways, and then began to roll violently like a thrown mineral water bottle. It rolled diagonally from the middle of the road to the edge of the road, easily scraping off the railing on the roadside, and rolled down the hillside.
Just fifty meters behind the commercial vehicle rolling down the hillside, a red taxi stopped. Ai Ting hurriedly paid the bill and walked out of the car.
She was originally pushed onto the bus by Meng Fei. The whole journey was restless. I called Li Mu and Grandpa, but they didn't make much difference.
These two people are actually waiting for Meng Fei to leave in the Central Province. And they obviously know more than she does, but they are secretive because they want to keep it secret. Her hesitant attitude made her even more panicked.
When she stopped at the next bus stop, she saw an empty taxi on the side of the road and got out of the car without hesitation.
"Master, please hurry up and go to the central province."
The driver was shocked when he heard that he was going to Central Province. Although there are people who do chores in the central province, to be honest, if you can go to the central province to do things or do errands, even if you are pouring tea and sweeping the floor, there is no guarantee that there is someone above.
"okay!"
The master kept accelerating and drove towards the central province.
Ai Ting plans to go to the central province by herself. If she could go in, she would go in and ask the President what happened.
If she couldn't get in, she would sit on the doorstep until Meng Fei came out after finishing his work.
Even if Meng Fei can't come out, Li Mu and Grandpa will come out sooner or later. Wait until they come out and ask them what happened.
But less than a kilometer into the car, she made an unexpected discovery.
The commercial vehicle that took Meng Fei away was about a hundred meters ahead.
As a former detective, she had the habit of memorizing the appearance and license plate of vehicles. When she and Meng Fei saw the car for the first time on the roadside, she wrote down the license plate.
When a car came into her sight again on this road, she recognized it at a glance.
"Master, don't be too fast, just follow the black business car in front."
"good!"
Even if she could only follow her boyfriend and see him safe and sound all the way to the central province, it would be more peaceful for her than doing nothing and just going back to sleep.
But peace and quiet were too much for her to ask for. Less than ten minutes after following the car, an accident happened.
Although she did not see who made the first move, she clearly saw a fight taking place in the car, then the vehicle rolled, and finally rolled down the hillside.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
She cried out to stop the car and threw a few bills that definitely exceeded the fare on the front seat.
"I'm going down to find someone, you wait here!"
"Okay, okay, I...can I call 110 for you?"
Just ahead, I saw a car overturning and rolling down the cliff. The driver's voice was trembling when he spoke.
"Yes, call 110, call an ambulance!"
Ai Ting felt like she had fallen into deep water, tense, oppressed, and unable to breathe.
Is he still alive?
Is he dead?
How could he die?
Doesn't he always return to full health instantly?
When I was pierced by the sword, he made me recover instantly.
But with such a violent roll, could he have time to recover his blood?
Would the car crush him if he fell off the cliff?
Is this a dream?
How wonderful it would be if this were a dream from which I would soon wake up!
Her heart was like a lake being hit by a heavy rain, and she could not calm down no matter what.
But she also knew that she would never wake up from this dream. Because she was not in a dream at all!
The hillsides are tangled with trees, overgrown with weeds, and bumpy.
She sprained her foot countless times and tripped over so many times that she finally approached the commercial vehicle that was still smoking and overturned at the bottom of the valley.
At this time in the car, Meng Fei felt strange.
He wasn't wearing a seat belt or a helmet, but he didn't die after such a violent roll?
But he was very tired and had severe pains in several places all over his body, especially the sharp pain in the back of his head.
He felt that there might be a hole in the back of his head, and it seemed that liquid with a warm feeling was constantly flowing out of it, as if his life was leaving him.
Still couldn't move, couldn't move at all. If he had to describe the feeling of being close, he felt like he was being stabbed in a barbecue with a bunch of knives.
The knives restrained him in various places. The slightest movement of his heart hurt him to the core of his being.
But the amazing thing is that he is still conscious, can still think, and can still hear sounds.
"Meng Fei! Meng Fei! Meng Fei!"
He heard Ai Ting's voice.
Ai Ting is actually here?
He noticed a red taxi in the rearview mirror. But he didn't pay too much attention.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and although there were very few cars on the road in this area, it was normal for a car to appear behind it, and it did not mean anything wrong.
But now that I think about it, could it be that Ai Ting followed her all the way?
Not good, not good!
The warning signs in Meng Fei's heart suddenly spiked again.
Sure enough, he still held the steel thorn in his hand that killed two presidential envoys!
He thought desperately that the reason why he was not dead yet was not that the monster didn't want to kill him, but that the monster might have noticed Ai Ting following behind.
In order to avoid future troubles, why not just kill Ai Ting as well?
And kill with his hands, leaving his fingerprints. As for his body, just use some method to completely destroy it.
In this way, the presidential envoy and Ai Ting are all dead, Meng Fei disappears, and the murder weapon with Meng Fei's fingerprints is thrown on the ground. It is a perfect crime scene!
"No, don't come here, don't come here..."
